funny, I’ve never been much of a religious or spiritual person (other
than the few years my parents took me to church as a child) but I’ve
never considered myself an atheist either. (I don’t really relate to
the term “agnostic”, because I feel like that’s kind of a lazy answer.)
don’t like the thought of an all-mighty creator that will send you to
burn in "hell" for eternity for not believing in him/her/it (among other things).
Nor am I a fan of the thought that hundreds of gods/goddesses are
watching my every move - that's just creepy.
my teenage and early adulthood I explored things like Egyptian
and Greek mythologies, Taoism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Paganism and Wicca. I
don’t think that any of those really called out to me at the time. Although I may re-visit some.
believe in evolution and science, but I also believe in other things...
Sometimes I have superstitious feelings - I don't like to walk under ladders, or step on sidewalk cracks, etc. Sometimes I’ve thought a ghostly presence
was around (although I’m usually pretty skeptical about mediums, except
for the Long Island kind ;) Sometimes I think that with all the amazing
things in this universe there’s got to be some kind of
higher-power/magical-force at work. I like the idea of magic. And lately I've been into tarot cards...
I understand that faith is… well, just that. So I guess I don’t really have any right now. But I’d like to.
P.S. I'm pretty proud of the fact that I referred to classic rock, Canadian music, and a band from my hometown, all in one post :)
been on a big tea kick lately. Mostly due to the fact that David’s Tea
recently opened in Kelowna. I had tried other loose-leaf tea places in
town but none have the quality and flavours that match David’s, in my
opinion. I mean, Birthday Cake rooibos with candy sprinkles? Chocolate Chili Chai? Or how about Glitter and Gold - a Chinese black tea with gold sugar crystals that literally sparkles as it steeps? I mean, COME ON.
the weekend Brian and I decided to go on a little drive up to Vernon to
see American Hustle – which I loved, mind you I usually love anything
set in the 70’s – anyway, we were driving along a sort of rural road, in silence for a while,
just listening to music when suddenly he said “Why don’t you Google…” at
the exact same time I said “I wonder why…” and it turns out that he was
about to ask me to Google why barns are painted red, and I was
about to wonder out loud why barns are painted red.
theory is that hundreds of years ago, the orange-hued linseed oil that
was used to seal the wood would (tee hee) often have rust added to it to help
prevent decay – resulting in reddish barns. Once paint was invented,
apparently red was the most popular colour for barns because farmers wanted to keep with tradition.]
and I have often experienced one of us saying something that the other
was thinking. Or sometimes it's just something simple like both of us craving the exact
same thing for dinner. But every once in a while it’s something really unusual, like our
random questioning the colour of barns at the exact same time. That’s
when we really realize how alike we are. Sometimes it's just plain freaky.
start of a new year can be an exciting yet somewhat anxiety-inducing
time. Saying goodbye to any crap that happened last year and moving
onwards is always a good thing. However, I also tend to make a long list
of resolutions that originally plan to make me feel inspired, but
usually end up making me feel slightly panicked instead. There is always
morethat I want/need to do (or stop doing)... Read more books.
Exercise more. Call my parents more. Eat more salad. Floss. Relax. Take
some classes. Take my vitamins. Cut back on the cocktails. Cut back on
the retail therapy. Etc. Etc. Etc.
2013 was a great year overall. Brian and I flew to Winnipeg to visit my family in the spring. We celebrated our 10th
anniversary in the summer. We flew to Texas to visit his family in the
fall. We also went on a couple of fun mini road-trips. On the personal
side of things, I came to the realization that my little habit of just
being worrisome has now, over the years, developed into a considerable
issue with anxiety. I know that's something pretty important that I need
to work on.
all being said, I have found myself feeling excited for a fresh start
(or at the very least, nodding in agreement) when reading other blog
posts on new year resolutions/intentions/goals, such as this one, this
one, and this one.
it’s just getting started, 2014 is looking good. I'm taking a break
from jewellery-making for a little while, and focusing my creative
efforts on stuff just for me. I’ve signed up for a little painting
workshop. I’m learning how to read tarot cards. I’m almost half-way
through a new (to me) book. I'm getting back into art-journaling and
scrapbooking again. I got a new app on my phone that helps me be more
aware/mindful of the things I think about.
decided to re-start this blog as well. I haven't touched it in about
year. I've removed all my old posts and gave it a new, simpler look. I will
use this space as a personal/lifestyle blog/journal. I'll share the
good, the bad, and the ugly. Sometimes I'll post every day. Sometimes I
may not post for a month. No pressure. It is what it is. A fresh start.
note: I used to always have "watch less tv" on my annual resolutions
list, but since there are just so many good shows on now, I’ve given up
on cutting back. Within the last 6 days I’ve watched the entire first
season of Orange Is The New Black. I started re-watching the
entire series of Six Feet Under last month. I'm also just a few episodes away from watching the entire series of Lost. (Binge-watching is the new black :)